PACS:
1. n. (acronym)Picture Archiving and Communications System. A device or group of devices and associated network components designed to store and retrieve medical images.
2. n. (acronym)Pain And Constant Suffering.

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Belgian Rhapsody

Is PACS online today-Is that just fantasy?Still caught in downtimeWith no functionality-Open your filesLook up from the dials and seeI’m just a poor rad, trying to get through the day‘Cause PACS is easy come easy goWhy it glitches, I don’t knowAny way the circuits blow doesn’t really matter to meTo me…..

Mama, just read a scanHad a CT of the headClicked it off, now PACS is deadMama, it had just come upBut now I’ve gone and crashed it all againMama, Oooo, ooo ee oooDidn’t mean to make it dieIf it’s not online again this time tomorrowBack to film, Back to film, as if PACS doesn’t matter

Too late, my PACS won’t scrollCouldn’t label any spineLovely software past its primeGoodbye to my worklist, it won’t update nowGotta reboot yet again and hope it worksMama, Ooo Ooo Ooo Ooo,I can’t have it dieI wish sometimes I wasn’t a rad at all

I see a little problem getting back onlineWaterloo, Waterloo, Can you make the damn PACS work?Shorting out and sparking, keeping me remarking: OY!Mike Cannavo, Mike CannavoMike Cannavo, Mike CannavoMike Cannavo make it work, oh make it work Ooo, Oooo,OooBut I’m just a poor rad and my PACS hates me-He’s just a poor rad from a bad residencySpare him the joy from this monstrosityEasy on easy off, will you let me workJust fix it! No we will not make it work-Make it work!Just fix it! We will not let you work-let it work!Just fix it! We will not let you work-let me work!Will not let you work-let me workWill not let you work-let me workNo,no,no,no,no,no,no,noMama mia, mama mia, mama mia let it workThe Psycho ward has a nice cell set aside for me, for me, for ME!So you think you can patch me and tell me I’m fineSo you think that an upgrade will keep me onlineOh, baby, can’t do this to me babyJust gotta hang on, just gotta stay online right hereNothing ever mattersAnyone can seeNothing ever matters-nothing really matters for meAny way the circuits blow….

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Freddy is turning in his grave :)But the lyrics are so thru :) Every time we have a PACS problem i'm going to sing this song to the Mortsel-boyz :)What is the Belgian connection in the song? Being a Belgian myself, I want to shake the hand of that man/woman.